"Oh no you don't!" yelped Sydney as he saw Virgil start to head in what would be a bad direction. The reactor. He pulled a mircophone to his face and started talking...
"Testing, testing, one-two-three, this is Radio Roentgen, transmitting to all levels of the bunker. Yes, I can see you, Virgil. Heading for the reactor? Gonna blow this place up? Oh, I'm afraid I cannot allow that. How the hell are you going to stop me? Well, as you can see, I have control over the comm systems. And I know what you are thinking. What can that stupid little maniac do with just the comms? Well, how about I put on a bit of music? Lemme see, Advent: One-Winged Angel. With, I might add, as great a decibelage as possible, pumped only into that area."
The strains of Advent: One Winged Angel were pumped into the corrdior Virgil was haring down. It wasn't just the ear damage that would cause Virgil to collapse, but the pure power grinding his organs to pulp.
Suddenly, Sydney heard the beep of the door lock. He checked the ident code. The Colonel was prompt.
He tapped the comms again. "Colonel? Sydney here. I am stuck in here thanks to Virgil, and I saw him on the cameras heading for the reactor. I've managed to delay him. Let me know before you reach corrdor 7H, I'll get things safe for you."
_________________
(No longer a mod)
On sabbatical...